Bright moon and clear wind

Mo Yuelang's home is located in a high-end residential area within the third ring road. As soon as his car entered the underground parking lot of the residential area, Lu Fengqing saw a lot of luxury cars and found several private cars of famous celebrities in the paparazzi circle. car.

Compared with this row of luxury cars, the Toyota driven by Mo Yuelang is indeed very low-key.

Mo Yuelang brought Lu Fengqing back to his home. His home was decorated in a gray industrial style, lacking a little warmth of home, but very stylish.

After Lu Fengqing put on his slippers, he stood in the entrance blankly, not daring to go in. Mo Yuelang unbuttoned his cuff buttons, looked at him and asked, "What are you doing standing there, you want me to show you around?"

"No, no need." Lu Fengqing came to the living room slowly, "Go and do your work."

The current scene is really magical to Lu Fengqing.So far, he has never even been to his colleagues' homes. He returns to the small rental house after get off work every day. He always feels that living in such a house is a normal life.

Now that he suddenly came to a [-]-square-meter house with exquisite decoration, Lu Fengqing felt novelty at the same time, and felt unreal at the same time.Not much else to say, this is Mo Yuelang's home, the international supermodel, Mo Yuelang, who is a celebrity in the gay circle.

If Mo Yuelang's fans knew that he had just stepped into the male god's private territory, would they offer a reward for him?

Lu Fengqing shook off the strange thoughts in his head, looked around casually, and saw a huge frontal photo of Mo Yuelang hanging on a wall in the living room. In the photo, his chin was raised and his eyes were wide open. Half a picture, looking straight at the camera with extremely loose and arrogant eyes.

The high nose tip and the tough jaw line can be seen at a glance, and the protruding Adam's apple and sexy collarbone are below.He wasn't wearing a shirt, and his protruding pectoral muscles were faintly visible, but that's the end of the photo, there is no further part.

Mo Yuelang's face already has the power to seduce people's hearts, coupled with the addition of huge photos, it makes people unable to take their eyes off for a while.

But compared to Mo Yuelang's face, Lu Fengqing paid more attention to the color of the photo.

This photo is mainly in black and white, but only the part of Mo Yuelang's eyes has not been processed, and the original gray-green color has been retained.This only touch of green is like the mysterious green light shining in the dark forest, which lures people into it without knowing it like a ghost.

Lu Fengqing admired the processing of this photo in his heart, and then habitually took out his mobile phone to take a picture and save it.

However, at this moment, the closed bedroom door suddenly opened, and Mo Yuelang, whose clothes were half changed, leaned out and said to Lu Fengqing: "I just..."

After the beginning of the conversation, Mo Yuelang stopped suddenly, because he just happened to see Lu Fengqing's actions.

Lu Fengqing hurriedly put away the phone, and explained in a panic: "No, I'm used to collecting photos, and I took pictures of your poster last time as well. I have no other intentions. I also took photos of other people..."

Mo Yuelang raised his eyebrows, and said leisurely: "If you want to shoot, just shoot me."

Lu Feng Qingxin said that I dare not practice with you again, I am afraid that I will be criticized as useless again, but at this moment he suddenly noticed Mo Yuelang's upper body protruding from behind the door...without clothes.

The beautifully shaped pectoral muscles and the clearly grooved abdominal muscles were shown so closely, Lu Fengqing was taken aback for a moment, and then...spineless... swallowed.

No matter how much ordinary girls practice, it is difficult to become a Victoria's Secret supermodel. First, because of the limited innate body proportions, and second, because for Victoria's Secret supermodels, their bodies are their capital, and they have extremely strong motivation to Maintain a good figure, but it is difficult for ordinary people to have such perseverance.

When he was playing ball or swimming before, Lu Fengqing had seen many boys with good figures, including Guan Yihui, who were considered to be well-proportioned, and he could faintly see the lines of his abdominal muscles.

However, it was the first time Lu Fengqing saw Mo Yuelang with such an impactful figure.Or to be precise, few people should be able to practice such beauty.

"You, didn't you change your clothes?" Lu Fengqing shifted his eyes away unnaturally, and urged Mo Yuelang to close the door with a guilty conscience.He could feel his cheeks burning badly, no need to think, Mo Yuelang must have seen it too.

"I want to say," Mo Yuelang said slowly and deliberately, "I just asked the community housekeeper to bring up the ingredients. I want to take a shower. When people come, you can open the door."

"Okay." Lu Fengqing immediately recalled that his mission was to come and cook, so he turned and walked towards the kitchen without looking back.

He heard the sound of the door closing behind him, but before the sound of closing the door sounded, he also heard a very light chuckle.

The high-end communities here are equipped with 24-hour housekeepers. Compared with the plumbers in ordinary communities, they also have more errand services.

Lu Fengqing originally thought that the ingredients brought by the butler would be ordinary side dishes, but he didn't expect that there were big lobsters in the big and small bags.

How can he cook these things, in short, all the ingredients that he can't handle are thrown together to make soup.

It didn't take long for Mo Yuelang to come out of the bedroom and put on a plain home clothes.He walked straight towards the kitchen, leaned against the refrigerator door, and then looked at Lu Fengqing motionlessly, as if enjoying some great cooking show.

Lu Fengqing was really uncomfortable being looked at, he put down the shovel in his hand, met Mo Yuelang's gaze and asked, "What do you think I am doing?"

Mo Yuelang said with a matter of course: "It depends on whether you are virtuous or not."

Lu Fengqing doesn't want to accept Mo Yuelang's "inspection" anymore, since he is cooking, the kitchen is his territory, and he doesn't want idle people to appear in his territory.

Not knowing where the courage came from, Lu Fengqing walked up to Mo Yuelang, turned him over, then pushed his back and said, "Go to the living room and wait."

In the next second, the faint fragrance of shower gel poured into the tip of the nose, which smelled more comfortable than Mo Yuelang's usual perfume.

"Okay, okay." Mo Yuelang raised his hands as if giving up resistance, and went to the living room honestly.

However, when Lu Fengqing was cooking, he always felt that there was a gaze shooting from the living room, watching his every move undisguisedly.

A child from a poor family has long been in charge of the house, and Lu Fengqing has learned to cook since he was a child. Although it is only at the level of home cooking, judging from the bottomless rice cooker, there is a high probability that Mo Yuelang's appetite has been satisfied.

After lunch, Lu Fengqing covered the rest of the dishes with plastic wrap, put the dirty bowls and dishes into the dishwasher, and then consciously prepared to leave.

He walked towards the living room, intending to say hello to Mo Yuelang before leaving.

The living room is covered with a thick blue-gray carpet, the color of the carpet is basically the same as the gray floor, Lu Fengqing didn't pay attention for a while, and just walked to the sofa when he tripped and almost fell into Mo Yuelang's arms.

Mo Yuelang flipped through the fashion magazine in his hand, and said casually, "You threw yourself into your arms just after eating?"

"I didn't..." Lu Fengqing knew that Mo Yuelang was joking with him, if he did this on purpose, his acting skills could win an Oscar.He stood firm and said to Mo Yuelang: "If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"Do you have something to do when you go back?" Mo Yuelang put away the magazine, looked at Lu Fengqing and asked.

"No." Lu Fengqing shook his head.

Mo Yuelang spread out the magazine again, without saying a word, just flipping through it casually.

Lu Fengqing read the meaning of "retreat" from Mo Yuelang's expression, so he turned around and left consciously, but at this moment Mo Yuelang suddenly said: "I have a camera at home."

Lu Fengqing looked back at Mo Yuelang in puzzlement, only to hear him say again: "Shoot me?"

Mo Yuelang's eyes stayed on the magazine, his expression was calm, and he asked the question quite casually, but Lu Fengqing, who was about to leave, couldn't move forward.

For a half-dozen photographer without a personal camera, any chance to touch a camera is precious.

Although Lu Fengqing was still a little bit afraid that Mo Yuelang would say that his photography was not very good, but the desire to touch the camera quickly gained the upper hand.

He tentatively asked, "Are you filming here?"

The industrial-style decoration is very suitable for fashion blockbusters, and with such a high-quality model, Lu Fengqing is already eager to try it just thinking about it.

Mo Yuelang closed the magazine, seemed to think for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Lu Fengqing and said, "Go to the bedroom to take pictures."

"Bedroom... room?" Lu Fengqing was puzzled, the background in the bedroom was basically only the bed, could it be...

He looked at Mo Yuelang suspiciously, and asked, "Do you want to shoot private houses?"

"Hmm." Mo Yuelang raised the corners of his lips, "Shooting?"

Private room photos, also known as private portraits, as the name suggests, are a very private way of shooting.

There is always only one theme of private photos - sexy, no sexy, no private room, so the subjects are usually half-naked or even naked, and sometimes the model and the photographer will have a direct relationship.

Just the three words "private room photo" already have an ambiguous and erotic atmosphere.

For serious photographers, taking pictures of private houses can exercise their ability, but for some unscrupulous photographers, taking pictures of private houses may be just to take advantage of it.

It's strange to say that many photographers want to shoot private houses but can't find a model who is willing to shoot, but when they arrive at Lu Fengqing's place, a big supermodel comes to the door by himself.

It was a lie to say that he didn't want to shoot, but Lu Fengqing faintly felt something was wrong.

He is very aware of how powerful Mo Yuelang's lethality is, and with his rookie level, he may not be able to control it at all.

Thinking about it the other way around, Mo Yuelang knew how good he was, so how could he let him shoot such a difficult thing?

Lu Fengqing's brain had a rare flash of light, he looked at Mo Yuelang, and asked stammeringly: "You, you don't want to use me to practice your 'killer', do you?"

Mo Yuelang didn't deny it, but asked calmly, "No?"

really.

Lu Fengqing knew that Mo Yuelang really felt bitter because the trump card didn't work on him.

But seeing Mo Yuelang's persistent appearance, Lu Fengqing felt a little sorry.He is a supermodel after all, and he has helped him so much, so he should give him some face.

"If you want to succeed that much..." Lu Fengqing paused at this point, biting his lower lip in embarrassment, "It's not that I can't, just try harder."

Mo Yuelang: "..."